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I stand and push my chair under the table.

He gets up gingerly and straightens his T-shirt. He looks like he wants to say something, but he keeps quiet.

“Jinx really hammered you, didn’t she?” I arch a brow.

He grunts as he pushes open the door and holds it for me.

“What’s that like, having a girl hit you? Jinx doesn’t strike me as the type.”

“She’s not.”

“How does that work out, then?”

“It d—” He stops himself. “It’s complicated.”

“No shit.”

We hop in the car, and I turn on the local rock station. I feel awkward, having barfed my sexual exploits from last night all over this seeming stranger who’s now on more intimate terms with me than many people I’ve known for years.

Maybe I should’ve kept my mouth shut.

“I bet it’s pretty uncomfortable to talk about this shit with me,” he says. Apparently, in addition to being a kick-ass drummer and decent guitarist, Toombs is also a mind reader.

“Hell, I lived a small bit of it last night, and I still don’t understand,” I say, laughing.

“All you need to know is if it feels good, do it.”

“That’s a pretty simple rule.”

“It’s the golden fucking rule.” He watches the buildings pass through the window. “As long as nobody gets hurt—damaged—you’ll be fine.” Now he faces me. “And if someone ever does damage you, come and find me. I’ll take care of them.”

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“How did you know I was in town?” I sip my wine amid sounds of clinking glasses and tinkling laughter from nearby tables. It’s doubtful even alcohol will calm my nerves after the hell Letty and Shades put me through this morning at the grocery. They’re both on shopping restriction after the manager asked them to leave. Apparently, crashing shopping carts like bumper cars, playing hacky sack with feminine hygiene products, and rearranging condom boxes to spell the words “Get fucked” are frowned upon in the more conservative parts of New Orleans. Oh, and demonstrating proper blowjob techniques with a banana, and then using it to simulate how to bugger your boyfriend as he’s bent over the Chiquita stand doesn’t go over well with nuns or parents of young children either. On the bright side, at least Shades kept his pants up this time.

“No denying that.” Miles tops off my glass. Didn’t realize I’d drained it. I suck down a couple more swallows. He considers me for a long moment and arches a brow. “Rough day?”

“Rough couple of months. At least the tour is over. Now I can move on to adventures in babysitting at the studio.” I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and notice the napkin in my lap as an afterthought. The children have turned me into a slob even outside the bus. I used to have manners. Now I have a plethora of unexplained stains. God, I’m losing my mind.

“Ah.” He nods knowingly. “I take it you haven’t looked into my suggestion?”

And, here we go. “No.”

Planting his elbows on the table, he folds his hands in front of his mouth. “When are you gonna face the fact that you’re an S-type through and through?”

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